Do you ever feel so empty headed and numb that you could not possibly venture to create a unique thought? Sometimes I feel that way. Right now I feel that way. Kind of like how sometimes you worry about losing your poetry? I worry about losing my insides. Sometimes life just gets to be a lot so I just empty out and float around . I’ll get heavy again eventually I guess. I’m wearing my Emily Dickinson shirt to help speed up the process, that women knew how to feel.
Reppin the D
I love your new house. I love your crazy cat who bites my toes in the night. I love you. I love coffee. I love Sam’s Club pizza. I’m glad we are neighbors now. I will probably need to come stay with you soon, if you don’t mind.
Sorry for the late reply, I will do better!
I love you a whole lot.
Bridget
Letters Without Stamps 